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Unbreakable Ties (Ookami & Sumi)

Chloe was a tiny bit surprised at his way of warning her about a possible comeback for the pillow she threw at him. Or rather, instead of surprised, just simply embarrassed with what he could say and how easily he exposed his upper half of the body. Dream or not, even if she seemed to have already seen his entire body in the nude, this was still something she couldn't get accustomed to. Besides, how was she supposed to react as his eyes trailed her body in a sort of lewd way, aside from the usual redness creeping to her cheeks? He had no idea how flustered and how much these mere gestures of his would make her feel tingly inside. It almost didn't feel very fair as he was able to keep his cool most of the time, while she could barely refrain from getting red as a tomato with every attempt of his to flirt with her. But, she could probably return the favor somewhere later, right? Maybe she just had to try harder. Either way, she'd still have to wait until he broke up with Charlotte.

On the other hand, it was pretty obvious he was showing off his body on purpose. Not that she felt disgusted. In fact, if it wasn't for her shyer side, she would have stared at him as he took that shirt off. And just as she decided to sneak a quick peak, the shirt landed on her face, blocking her view. Clutching the cloth in her hand and moving it away from her eyes, she finally got a good luck and then quickly averted her eyes at his statement. Of course she saw his body when they were kids, but at that time, they were what they were. Just kids. Now, he was a grown up man with a body worth of modelling indeed. "This and that are different. You don't see me wearing those frilly dresses which more than half of the times showed my bottom whenever I would bend down, right? So, do take into account that there's still a lady here and undress in the bathroom. Or at least, warn me." she pointed out.

As she noticed his reluctance of even mentioning Jared's name, Chloe felt like she had to talk about it, but refrained as she reminded herself that she couldn't ruin the mood again, and besides, it was in vain to explain the situation once again. However, what really made her frown was the way he viewed a break up. Yep, he had no idea how to treat a woman at times. Or was it just his ignorance towards other women? Nevertheless, the fact that he never did this before meant he either had no other previous girlfriends before Charlotte... either he never did the breaking up. "You can't just tell her it's over and then simply walk away, you do know that, right? I hope that wasn't a 'literally' thing." she scolded, before he said something which kind of bugged her. Talking as if his relationship with Charlotte wasn't her business. Sure, it was the truth, but it kind of stung. "I see..." she mumbled and nodded as if to say that he could go back to what he was doing, before she turned around and slowly sipped on her orange juice.
 
Trent wondered what Chloe would say if he told her that he walked around naked, without clothing himself sometimes. It wasn’t a common thing, but every once in awhile, he’d go into the shower holding a change of clothes, only to change his mind when coming out. Wrapping a towel around his waist and putting the clothes away before picking out something which better suited his mood. If she was going to get this flustered over something as simple as him being topless, he couldn’t help but worry how she’d react if he were to make a move on her in a more sexual way. They had to both be naked for what Trent wanted to do, and it’d be far more intimate than just seeing eachother from across the room. Though that said, he had to admit he was relieved when he thought he caught Chloe sneaking a peek at him. He still didn’t know what sort of ‘guy’ was Chloe’s type, but at the very least it seemed she wasn’t opposed to the idea of being attracted to his physical appearance. It was sort of funny to think he was a popular model on one hand, yet extremely conscious of one girl’s approval on the other. A weakness he hoped Chloe would never pick out and use against him. It wasn’t just his body but so many other things, until now nothing had really mattered. His life had merely been something that went with the stream of living, bending and turning, sometimes submerging itself to get by. It was odd to think he had something to worry himself over now, but he couldn’t really complain or think of it as a loss.

When Chloe mentioned that he couldn’t just ‘break up’ with Charlotte, he looked at her innocently, cocking his head to the side like a confused animal, silently asking why he couldn’t. As far as he knew Charlotte and himself were dating on the consensus of both parties, and it was only natural for the dating to end when one or both of them decided to move on. He’d heard that some girls liked to date thinking about the potential for marriage, but Trent had never been all that interested in the idea. If Charlotte begged him he probably wouldn’t have refused, figuring that there’d be no point in refusing her as he wasn’t likely to have a chance with the girl he really wanted.

Before he had the chance to ask her though, his words seemed to have upset Chloe, her short subtle words stinging him just as badly as she’d stung her. He stood there dumbly for a few moments before letting out a long steady sigh. Silently hovering over to the bed again as Chloe turned away, he was a bit conscious of how he hadn’t bathed yet, but he couldn’t shower peacefully knowing that Chloe was out here by herself, he doubted she’d run off, but the possibility that she’d slip out of his life again over something so trivial seemed more than possible, not because he thought Chloe was moody, but because he’d experienced how easy it was for something which was supposed to be eternal, to end within the span it took one to blink.

Carefully wrapping his arms around her, treating her as if she were made of glass, he slowly pressed his chest against her back, the warmth of her body soothing his worries much better than anything he’d expected to experience. “It’s my business Chloe, something unpleasant but necessary, I don’t want you to get involved because it’s bound to disappear in a few more hours anyway.” He gently squeezed his arms around her, brushing his lips against her ear.

“I’m not yours yet, and I’m sorry I dated a woman besides you, but just a few hours…. Just give me a few hours to set my life straight so I can be yours forever this time” he begged quietly, asking for both her forgiveness as well a lifetime worth of happiness with her.
 
((Mobile replies! God, if only it wouldn't take me so long to type on this thing. xD))

Chloe didn't expect this, thus, when she felt his arms wrapping around her, it took her some skills to avoid spilling the contents of the glass. The warmth and his chest pressed against her back reminded her once again of how good it felt to be back by his side and receive his affection. For her, ever since their mother died and Trent started to take care of her just like a parent, at the same time acting as a brother and as her one and only close friend, she felt the safest when he would wrap his arms around her just like this. Though, most of the times he did that was either because she was afraid of the strange shadows in her room at night in which case she would even start crying, either because of the storms and thunders in which case she'd run off to him before he could even react. Some funny memories now as she thought it over. In fact, she almost wondered how he managed to take care of her for so many years even though he wasn't that much older either.

Nevertheless, since he did try to explain the reason he said that, and wasn't completely ignorant, for that much, Chloe decided that maybe she was exaggerating a little. Though, it was pretty good to be assured that he trusted her enough now, to the point where he didn't seem to doubt her identity anymore. In fact, it almost seemed like they were back to normal. Well, almost back to normal, given that their intentions to go farther than the mere siblings relationship wasn't really something to be called ordinary. Even now, as his lips brushed by her ear, she couldn't help the shivers running up her spine. This closeness was enough to drive her crazy. Alright, it was clear enough this time things seemed much more intimate, because she didn't have to pretend he was a stranger to her. To add to it, they even somehow confessed their feelings for each other already. It almost seemed unbelievable.

Giving up on her thoughts which accused him of silly things, she let the glass on the floor just beside the bed, before she turned a little to wrap her arms around his waist as well, burying her head into his chest. "Alright. I'll forgive you, after I get a hug. Consider it a hug between big brother and little sister. That is still allowed, right?" she suggested, though she didn't raise her head to look him in the eyes in fear that he might see how embarrassed she was.
 
( >_< I'm usually not online at that time anyway, so that was probably a nuisance you didn't even have to endure xD As I keep saying, amazed at your patience with that thing, and probably more impressed with how you can post such great stuff from it. In all honesty if I started posting from my mobile, I'd probably end up doing a 2~3 sentence post RP xD)

Trent was careful to be as gentle as he could when holding her, but it didn’t seem to make the act of holding still any easier for Chloe. Trent figured it’d make her uncomfortable, seeing as she was completely inexperienced, or at least that’s what he’d convinced himself, he knew it was wrong for him to demand Chloe be single when he’d dated Charlotte, but he didn’t want to imagine Chloe with anyone other than him. Chloe was his, and he was Chloe’s. They’d promised each other that as children. And the number of times Trent had promised Chloe he’d always be there for her, that she’d always be his first and foremost priority stirred rather fond memories inside Trent as well. Ironically similar images to those conjured up in Chloe’s head, as he’d often told her such things while embracing her and assuring her that he’d protect her from monster, lighting, or whatever else dared to threaten his sister.

Trent didn’t see their relationship as normal as it was like a miracle followed by a dream come true. To find Chloe alive had obviously made him extremely happy, but within the happiness there’d been disappointment that he hadn’t realized the identitity of his father’s lie sooner. Ten long years had been wasted, ten long years he’d never be able to get back. Such disappointment though had been washed away when he realized just how much Chloe seemed to want him. Her feelings possibly even stronger than his. Trent still felt a bit unsure about claiming his sister as his own, it was hard enough accepting that his sister was alive and standing before him, but to find that she also loved him more than a sister ever should, was too much. His life had suddenly turned from a dull dreary color to a vibrant pink. And Trent was afraid he’d wake up at any moment now, lying alone in that dark cold apartment, his reunion being nothing more than a dream.

His grip only Chloe tightened momentarily before Chloe began shuffling around, his hold on her loosening as he figured she wanted to move away, he couldn’t have been more surprised when Chloe turned around and hugged him back, her cute yet innocent words causing his face to redden a bit, though what really was embarrassing was the stirring between his legs, the semi hardness hidden beneath his jeans quickly growing, by turning around Chloe had not only quickened the process, but she’d unknowingly brushed her body against the bulge, causing Trent to moan quietly in her ear needily. He’d never been too enthusiastic when it came to sex, but today he would get on all fours and beg Chloe if she’d grant him more pleasure.

Biting his lip to stop the moan, he once again tightened his grip, pressing her a bit more roughly against himself. She looked incredibly cute trying to avoid looking at him, and for a moment he felt something snap. “I’m sorry Chloe” he whispered in response to her question. At first seeming like rejection, it didn’t take long for Trent to show her he meant the complete opposite by his words, leaning forward and pushing Chloe back gently, until she was lying on her back in a sea of silky whiteness. Trent’s face nuzzling her neck and kissing her collarbone affectionately as he lay happily in bed with her. “I told you not to tempt me” he smiled, defeated yet not upset in the slightest.
 
((If I was on my old mobile I would have probably managed to type only a couple of sentences too, but this one I use right now is easier to use and has no character limit. So, I can write loooong posts until I get sick of the mobile and give up. XD))

Chloe wasn't sure at first if it was only her wild imagination or she really heard a soft moan. After all, it wasn't that hard to hear him when his lips were close to her ear. Then again, why would he moan if she didn't do anything? Somewhat clueless as to what was going on with him, she was about to loom up at him when he suddenly tightened his grip, causing her face to be glued to chest. Or rather, more importantly than that, pressing her chest against him in an uncomfortable way. Not because it was painful or anything, given she didn't have a generous chest anyway, but because the thought that he could feel them was quite embarrassing. After all, his upper half was bare, and the only thing separating her breasts from his body was the thin material of the shirt she wore.

And then, to totally confuse her he apologized, making her think that he'd pull away, only to find herself pushed back and in the end, trapped under his hard defined body. Or better said, she could now understand what really happened as she felt the slight bulge against her thigh, at which she turned redder. Did she just do that? Did she just arouse him? If she had to be honest, that didn't really matter as she struggled to keep in a moan when his lips started kissing her collarbone. It felt so heavenly and at the same time it was a living hell, because it only reminded her they still didn't share a proper kiss. Besides, there were still some things to settle before they could go any farther. It was the disappointing truth, but it had to be done.

"Trent...? Weren't you... supposed... to break... up with Charlotte, first?" she questioned, between the soft sighs of pleasure.
 
(Hmm I guess things are more touch screenie now when typing then they were when I tried. Typing on a number pad = Hell xD)

Trent almost looked hurt by her reminder, he knew what he was about to do was wrong in so many ways, but he certainly couldn’t take Chloe with him, but on the other hand, telling her to stay put and wait for him while he went off by himself was probably a bit too insensitive of him. After all, there was nothing that linked them together as a couple besides their individual self-declarations. Trent had no intentions of going back on his word, but if he were to think of the situation in reverse, with Chloe going off to see Jared he’d probably go insane with jealousy, and do everything in his power to prevent Chloe from seeing Jared, afraid that Chloe would choose Jared over himself. He wanted to trust Chloe, but the possibility was there, and Jared did have a way with words that tricked others into doing things. If Trent was this insecure about Chloe and Jared after seeing what had happened last night, he couldn’t even fathom how Chloe would feel seeing as how Charlotte and him were dating.

It was all excuses though, if he were to be completely honest with himself, his main reason was because he’d seen Chloe sitting in his bed by herself, and the feeling of her hugging him back had sent him over the edge. “I was supposed to” he replied heavily, a bit of guilt in his eyes as his words indicated his plans had changed. “But I’ve waited ten years Chloe, I spent ten years without you, I know I probably made you suffer just as much but I don’t want to waste a single second of my life on someone else right now.” He whispered, rubbing his cheek against her neck. His long arms wrapped around her protectively in his little cocoon, finger running through her long dark hair which felt just as silky as the sheets. Exactly how he remembered them. “I’ll go see her later, but right now I want to be with you” he pleaded, sounding a bit less confident as he wasn’t sure how Chloe would react to him cheating on his girlfriend, it was a despicable act, but he couldn’t hold his feeling for Chloe any longer, and turning up at Charlotte door this aroused and flustered wouldn’t do him any favors even if he was confident in his ability to break it off. Loosening his hold on Chloe just enough for her to pull away slightly, he cupped her cheek gently pulling her head up to face him as he stared into those beautiful blue eyes. “I’ll ask again, can I kiss you? Properly this time?” his voice was low and husky his lips already moving towards hers without waiting for her permission, hovering in place less than an inch away from her as he waited. His own eyes swirling with affection for her.
 
((But, nothing compares with a normal keyboard. xD))

Chloe was taken aback at his reply, and as much as she didn't mind the fact that he wanted to spend more time with her, he would still have to break up with Charlotte soon. Maybe he wasn't aware of it, but doing this, stirring her feelings and needs wasn't such a good idea, given that after they would probably satisfy their needs, he'd still go to Charlotte, while she would have to wait there by herself, wondering if he would not change his mind, realizing that it was a better deal to stay with that woman instead of having a relationship with his sister, a relationship shunned by the society and which would surely be a troublesome one in the end. Of course, that could probably happen even if he would leave right now, but there was something painful about being so close and intimate for the moment, only to know that later on he would go to see that woman. What if he would compare her to Charlotte and decide that she was a better choice? Chris himself declared that Charlotte was better in terms of looks and... well, her breasts size. Never mind that Chris could be just a fictional character created by her own imagination.

Another familiar feeling crossed her mind. Was it just her imagination or he really had a way of fooling her? Even in her so called dream or whatever, he did the same thing. Giving her a last chance to get away, even though he was already on top of her, showering her with his love to make things harder. How could she refuse when his lips were just this close to hers teasing her to no end? He had to do this on purpose, after all, he knew that earlier she wanted a kiss on the lips and not on the forehead. Frowning slightly as she pondered on whether it was a good idea or not, she looked him in the eyes and then averted her gaze, the blush becoming only more evident. "This is so not fair." she whispered, unable to push him away on the contrary of her words. His voice, his lips, his arms wrapped around her, his fingers in her hair and his body pressed to hers, just what of these wasn't tempting? "You obviously now what I want. Why do you have to tease me with such questions?" she added in the same low voice, finally making eye contact. She somehow had a feeling that she would regret this, but she shook away the thought and raised her head just enough to give him a short peck and answer his question about whether he could kiss her or not. "You better not change your mind about breaking up with Charlotte too, or I'll seriously make your life a hell. Even if I love you." she joked with a little smile, though, she probably meant it somewhere inside her.
 
(Yay Keyboard, damn all those modern cyber children that say touchscreen is better~)

Unlike Jared and Chris who’d forced themselves on Chloe without giving her a choice, Trent didn’t want to do anything to Chloe that she didn’t want, or would most likely regret. Trent himself had been thinking about it long and hard after last night, but no matter how he deluded himself, it always came back to his love for Chloe which was deep enough to blatantly ignore social norms in favor of what both Chloe and him wanted. Trent could live on normally even if society was to abandon him, his job would probably be the biggest risk, but besides that he really had nothing to lose. Chloe on the other hand might have had friends, or lose potential friends because of him. Their father would disown her for sure if he found out Chloe had gone to Trent, and as a general rule, girls tended to be more sensitive to their surroundings. Hence he wanted Chloe to think about her options properly, before accepting his love. Sure, the situation Trent had placed her in was likely to incline her to one option rather than the other, but it’d be up to Chloe if she wanted Trent, since if she accepted, Trent doubted he’d be able to hold back the growing neediness that was swelling both emotionally and physically.

Trent smiled a bit at her as she commented on how fair the situation was. He wasn’t trying to tease her or anything, but he supposed he’d taken things a bit too far…. Not that he’d admit it to her. “You’re complaining to me about fairness?” Trent smirked, his voice a bit dreamy as he continued to run his fingers through her hair, right from her scalp down to the very tip before repeating the action with more strands, over and over again. “What’s not fair is that you’re so impossibly adorable, if we weren’t related I would have asked you to go out with me ages ago, do you have any idea how painful it is for me to know that the most beautiful girl in the world is my own sister? A girl I thought I could never have?” he asked softly, his tone of voice so soft that it didn’t even sound like he was messing around as he made the remark.

His breath caught in his chest when Chloe so casually commented how she loved him. Trent had been hoping to confess his love before Chloe, but apparently she’d beaten him to it. The fact she’d tagged it onto the end of her lighthearted comment had made it easier, but his face went bright red anyway. His voice quivering a bit “Don’t worry, I’m not stupid, I won’t make the mistake of making my life hell when you’re giving me the option to be with something better than heaven.” He responded back.

Slowly he nodded his head, indicating that he intended to act soon. It was funny how he was more nervous now than he’d ever been in his life, when he knew Chloe would accept him. Hell, he hadn’t even been this nervous when he’d gone to his first audition. “I love you too Chloe, and I promise I’ll only love you from now on” he whispered before gently pressing his lips against hers, sucking on her full lips before sliding his tongue out and running them over Chloe’s lips, slowly pushing forward and parting her lips as he eased himself inside her warm mouth. Moaning as his age long dream of kissing his sister finally became a reality.
 
((Nah. The only good thing about these smartphones is that I don't lose the posts so often and I can write longer messages too. But the touchscreen is living hell when you have to type a message on the move. xD That, and the battery needs to be recharged so much more frequently, given that I use the mobile pretty often. uwu))

Chloe could feel herself shiver as his fingers played with her hair, the mere gesture giving her the goosebumps due to the very light tugging on her locks as he ran his digits through her dark strands of silky hair. The blush didn't cease to show how much she enjoyed his words, even if it wasn't really that different for her either. In fact, she was still the one who had the right to complain, seeing how her own brother grew up to be the handsome guy before her eyes. The thought just made her smile in return. "Oh, please... like my situation is any better." she answered to his complaint, her voice just as soft, as if she didn't dare to disrupt the silence of the room or rather, as if the atmosphere around the two of them would be disturbed by any louder noise, something which she surely wanted to avoid. This is exactly what she wished for the other day. To be embraced by him, to hear his characteristic and unmistakable voice, to be so close to the point where she would be able to feel his heartbeat, and in return he would feel hers. This was one of those moments which she wished it would never end. To feel safe by his side and feel his love, only his.

Despite how red her own face was at the very moment, she still couldn't help but feel amused at how red he was. Since it was always her to be embarrassed and have her face flushed, it was all the more a good reason to appreciate his reaction. Nevertheless, she was satisfied to be assured that he would not betray her. She did trust him, but the fact that she didn't know Charlotte very well, worried her. She was already aware of what could some people be capable of, and if there was one thing she feared the most, it was losing Trent to another woman because she wasn't careful.

She was sure she couldn't handle her cheeks getting any hotter than they already were as he confessed and whispered his promise. And then, the long awaited moment arrived. The way he kissed her so gently and the way his lips felt against hers was indeed heaven on Earth. The kiss seemed so slow, however, it only made it even better, being able to savor the moment, as if it was the first and the last time she was kissing him, though clearly, neither of those were the truth. As soon as she parted her lips, her tongue slowly welcomed his into her mouth, at this point unable to keep her eyes open. She wasn't sure if it was only her instincts or she somehow learned how to respond to his kisses due to her so called dream, but that didn't matter as her warm and wet tongue intertwined with his, breath becoming slightly heavier, until she completely forgot to breathe and in the end broke the kiss for a short moment to get some air, opening her eyes to look up at him lovingly. "Actually... what's not fair is that you're so impossibly handsome and yet, I had no idea what my brother looked like exactly until a year ago. Instead, some other women saw you before me, even though they have no relation to you whatsoever." she pointed out, her chest rising with every deep breath. "You have a lot to make up for, you know." she added as a matter of fact.
 
(Argh, happens everytime before a smut scene xD I go quiet since I'm not sure how to proceed and hold it off until later.... only to forget xD)

No matter how tough or cocky Trent liked to portray himself as, deep down he was a coward. Despite being a model, it was only infront of a camera that he could feel confident with his body, and while he’d been complimented on his figure a few times outside work, the words had long lost their meaning to him, and he wasn’t sure if his physical features really were attractive enough to be in Chloe’s presence. He knew Chloe wanted him to kiss her too, but he’d chickened out the first time, and despite having shared kisses with others before, he was worried about whether he’d be able to kiss Chloe right, whether he could please her, whether he’d be good enough to keep her as his own.

With these thoughts in mind, Chloe had no idea how relieved Trent was when the dark haired girl closed her eyes and accepted his kiss, the welcoming tongue, tickling his own as it invited him deeper inside her, the mere gesture more than enough to cause Trent to moan gratefully into her mouth. He’d never known a kiss could feel so good, their lips locked together and their tongues entwining together. He continued caressing her cheek lovingly, still finding it hard to believe that this really was happening. Trent could have kept on going forever, but his eyes flickered with hurt when Chloe pulled away to breathe. His mind registered that she needed a break to breathe, but even then there was something inside him that argued that it wasn’t a good enough excuse. In all honesty he was a bit short of breath himself, but that was insignificant, and even as Chloe spoke to him, he didn’t pull his lips more than an inch away from hers, hovering over her wantingly as if he’d launch himself at her the moment she gave him the chance.

“Sorry Chloe…. I’m a horrible brother, but don’t talk about other people for now, the only person that matters is you and myself. No one else matters” he assured her in a husky low voice. His breathing expressing how badly he wanted to continue what they were doing, he honestly couldn’t remember a time when he’d been as annoyed at Charlotte as he was now, though he wouldn’t let that show on his face. Instead he focused on her other comment, smiling a bit before pecking her on the cheek lightly, unable to hold himself back. “That’s okay, I’ve got the rest of my life to make up for it, I’m sure I’ll manage” he whispered, showering her cheek with light kisses as he trailed a path downwards, stopping just under her jawbone.

“But I want more of you first Chloe, can I….?” he asked, his hand resting just below her shoulder, seemingly wanting to travel lower, but uncertain whether Chloe would allow him the pleasure. His nervous side was kicking in again, and he was wondering just how much Chloe would allow him before denying him passage. “You got to see my handsome body, so it’s only fair that you show me the beauty your hiding beneath right?” he asked, stringing together the most cocky words he could to seem confident. His finger tracing circles along her collarbone as he waited for permission.
 
((Oh, well. xD Let's say we're even for me being a little slow too. I would have replied the moment I got home, but my eyes hurt like hell for some reason and decided it was probably from the lack of sleep. Thus, I took a nap. Though, it seems like it didn't have much of an effect. I still have this annoying sensation. uwu; ))

Chloe would have actually agreed with him to some point about what a horrible brother he was for not being able to recognize her sooner, but seeing how she wasn't much of a better sister either, for having taken her an entire year to face him, she couldn't really complain. Besides, it wasn't like he did it on purpose. She did understand that it was hard to suddenly find out that his sister who was supposedly dead for the last eight years was actually alive all this time, and believe it so easily. Either way, even if she wanted to speak now, Trent seemed to have other plans, assuring her that at the very moment, only him and her counted and no one else mattered. If she had to be honest, she was a little bit surprised at how much he looked like he craved more than just a kiss. Needless to say she didn't mind it at all, since she wanted him just as much. But she was sure that not even in her dream he was this eager and passionate. Or was he?

For some reason, she felt strange at the suggestion that they would be together an entire life. Not because she disliked the idea, but because there was a feeling of uncertainty, a tinge of fear in her heart that made her uneasy. She figured it would be because of the dream she had and the other out of ordinary events going on. After all, she did mix up some things, and could actually recall some things which probably didn't even happen in this life. However, the dark thoughts were quickly pushed aside, rather forcibly, reminding herself that this wasn't the moment to think about such things. Moreover, why would she ponder on her fears when she was now back by his side? As long as he was there, she was sure that nothing bad could really happen, unless it was a totally ridiculous situation.

Her lips curved into a cute little smile as he tickled her cheek with a shower of kisses, grateful that the cold red head from the other day was now back to his usual self, or rather, even lovelier than before. On the other hand, when he questioned her whether she would be alright or not to show more, her smile faded only to be replaced with a crimson red blush. Letting out a shaky sigh, she looked up at him, trying her best to speak up without stuttering like an idiot. "You know... when you're asking for my permission... it's even more embarrassing." she mumbled only in a tone slightly higher than a whisper. Moving her hands to lightly push him away just a little bit, she then unbuttoned the shirt she wore, eyes averting momentarily. "Y-you don't really have to ask. If something would have bothered me, I would have simply told you." she pointed out, again in a lower voice.

Once she did unbutton her shirt, she hesitated for a moment on whether she should take it off completely. Would that be too bold? The mere fact that he was watching her was enough to fluster her and mix up her plans. Unsure of what to do to get rid of the stressful feeling of being too self-conscious, her hands reached his cheeks, pulling him into what seemed like a continuation of the first kiss, as if to distract his attention.
 
The ability to think straight was quickly receding from his mind as his emotions and arousal started getting the better of him. He’d told Chloe that no one else mattered, and that genuinely was how he felt right now. His deep blue eyes fixed on her cute little face as he soaked up the sight of the girl that lay before him, imprinting the sight onto his brain so that he’d never forget. If this was a dream, then this was both happiest and cruelest dream possible as he’d feel excruciating agony upon waking up, but at the same time wouldn’t have things any other way. Parting his lips to ask her something he made a brief sound before stopping himself, biting his lip before shaking his head lightly. He’d almost asked her if she was real, but such a question would only ruin the mood, and at this point in time it was of little relevance whether she was an illusion conjured up by his loneliness, or some stupid fangirl who’d taken things a bit too far. The girl before him in his mind was undoubtedly Chloe, she had to be. He wouldn’t… couldn’t accept any other answer.

He could feel his own body warming up to the slight movements Chloe made, the slight squirming action she made as the fluttering brushes of his lips travelled lower to her tender neck, lightly sucking on the flesh, and tasting her just as he’d asked her. He felt her blush before he saw it, the warmth radiating off her face, probably just as heated as his own. He quickly pulled away upon hearing her words, looking a bit guilty for a moment before shaking off the temptation. Forcing a cocky smile as he looked down carefully at his sister. “I know, but you’re cute when your embarrassed” he smirked, trying to suppress the stirring animal inside him. He would have said more, but Chloe’s permission to do whatever he wanted until she objected caused his to grimace, a pained look on his face which didn’t quite fit the scene. His body trembling and his breathing awfully heavy. Something was clawing away inside him, but Chloe probably had no idea how the internal conflict would affect her, and as if to prove his thoughts Chloe foolishly reached up to him, gently caressing his cheeky before welcomingly pulling his lips to hers.

Trent couldn’t take it anymore, the kiss causing the flood gates of self-control to burst open. The red head quickly pulled away from the kiss, looking into her eyes apologetically, “I’m sorry Chloe, I love you, I really do…” he whispered, apologizing for seemingly no reason. Chloe wouldn’t even have time to wonder what he was talking about as Trent forcefully pressed her lips against hers once more, turning his head at an angle to hers for better access before sucking hungrily on her lips, his slick tongue roughly being thrust into her mouth before thrashing around violently. His action far from the gentle affection Chloe had experienced so far. He’d was acting like a starved animal, an animal which’d been starved of his favorite treat, Chloe.

His hand sliding along her arm and over her breasts, the palm of his hand cupping her breast from below, before he began pressed his fingers into her breasts. Massaging them roughly as he continued his oral assault on her lips, attacking them with a ferocious vigor which gave Chloe no reprieve, his kiss breaking only every few seconds for a quick gasp of air before he dove into her again. His lips and hers coated in a thick layer of saliva which neither could discern belonged to which.
 
Chloe looked clueless as to why he would show a pained look when she thought that the fact that she gave him the permission to do anything would make him happy. On the other hand, his heavy breathing and the sight of him trembling worried her, wondering what was wrong with him, and leaving aside any idea that he was this needy. Obviously, she was aware he was eager for more, but she didn't realize he craved her much more than he let it to be shown. And when she did pull him into a kiss, only to have him pull away just some seconds later, she was totally confused. She simply couldn't understand the apologetic look in his eyes and the sudden change of behavior, his words that didn't make sense.

However, she didn't have enough time to ponder on that, because as soon as he went quiet again, she felt his lips crashing on hers, the sudden kiss taking her by surprise. Surely, she didn't expect this, and surely, she had a hard time keeping up with him. Blue eyes looked at him from under the eyelids, even as he roughly explored her mouth, trying to figure out the reason behind his forceful kiss. For a couple of moments she almost wondered if this was his way of punishing her for some sort of mistake that she did. But, he wouldn't have punished her something that happened the other night, right? Thus, the only explanation would be... he wanted her this badly.

While she didn't really mind the fervor with which he captured her lips into a wet long kiss, as much as she wished to reciprocate it, the frequent loss of air exhausted her to some point. If she thought she actually learned something from that naughty dream she had, she was soon proven that she still didn't have enough experience to even cope with a kiss. Not that this was one average kiss. Besides, it was even harder to focus on breathing properly when his hand found her breast. But, unlike before, he wasn't as gentle. Instead, his hand treated her mound just as rough as his mouth did, causing her to momentarily gasp during the kiss as his fingers seemed to somewhat dig into her soft breast. Despite this, his slightly harsher touch seemed to be sort of... intoxicating. She wasn't sure if she was afraid he'd be even rougher or she was actually one of those masochistic persons for refraining from any complaint.

Though, when she did feel like she desperately needed the air, she pushed him away, looking him in the eyes and breathing probably just as heavily as he did earlier. And even so, just when she thought she would get some time to breath, she was reminded of the breast in his clutch, moaning softly and frowning a little at the unusual pleasure mixed with pain. Bringing her legs together as if to hide away the dampness of the shorts she wore, she mentally cursed at the thought that she didn't have any panties underneath given that she had to borrow Trent's clothes. It was even more embarrassing to know that it took just this little to be aroused. The only sounds coming from her parted lips which sought the oxygen were now the occasional weak moans due to his hand massaging her sensitive mound, while her eyes finally traveled down to his broad frame, hands tracing every inch of his chest, down to his stomach and then stopping just above the hem of his pants. Once there, her hand stopped in place and the other lingered up to his cheek tempting him to lower his head and kiss her again, eyes going back up to his face.
 
Trent wanted more. No he needed more. The last time he’d achieved sexual gratification had been nearly a year ago when he’d first started dating Charlotte, seeing her naked had been arousing enough at first, but after a few times, he mind kept diverting to what Chloe would look like naked if she were alive. How soft her skin would feel and how melodic her moans would sound. He felt a bit of amusement upon seeing confusion flickering about in Chloe’s eyes, as his sister had no idea how badly he wanted her. Trent had even tried pleasing himself when alone, but unfortunately the more he thought about Chloe, the more empty he felt, always giving up before he even started.

He didn’t need to worry about that anymore, he certainly didn’t think of Chloe as a dispenser for his sexual needs, but he hoped she’d give him the relief he needed so badly. He’d convinced himself to stay loyal to Charlotte until at least their relationship was over, but his carnal lust had crept out before he’d even made it to the showers, and when Chloe didn’t push his advances away, he completely caved. Seeking out the delicious taste of her lips, and claiming them for himself. Completely absorbed in the kiss, he couldn’t focus on anything besides the warmth of her body, the taste of her lips, and the cute little gasping sounds she made when he gave her the chance to breathe. Trent could have kept going all day, but Chloe was gradually losing her ability to breathe, and eventually pushed him away. The rejectional action not even bothering Trent as he tried to ignore her hands and press his lips against her immediately, wanting to taste her. Even if Chloe told him to stop, he doubted he could right now, his lust for her had outright passed the point of desire and escalated to the point where each second doing something else was like a thousand lashes.

Watching her moan and squirm about beneath kept him entertained while he eagerly waited for her to catch her breath. His chest kept pushing up against her hand, trying to force himself ontop of her if she showed even a slight indication of hesitation in holding him off. His breathe loud and heavy, he was panting like an animal and begging her with pleading eyes. His eyes similar to that of a puppy which’d just had its favorite toy taken away. His neediness only seemed to escalate as she trailed her hand down his body, resting just above the hem of his jeans. Already completely hard and at full length, his Jeans were stretched to the limit, heat radiating off the bulge that threatened to do the impossible by ripping through its denim prison, or popping the button and springing out. It was excruciatingly painful to have his cock imprisoned, but it was nothing compared to the pleasure Chloe could give him by merely kissing. He thought that was enough, but apparently he was wrong.

Before he knew what he was doing his hand had pulled away from Chloe’s breast to grab ahold of the hand that had been reaching for his cheek. Stopping it midair in a gentle grasp before guiding them to his lips and giving them an affectionate kiss. “No, you pushed me away” he growled, sounding a bit annoyed that Chloe thought she could just pull him back into a kiss when she’d pushed him away a few seconds prior. Her actions were logical as fainting from a lack of oxygen during kissing would be embarrassing, but a logical excuse wasn’t something Trent had the ability to comprehend right now.

Pushing himself off the bed, and freeing Chloe from beneath him. He shuffled back a bit, seemingly having lost interest in continuing and pulling away from Chloe, nothing could have been further from the truth, his hands resting on either of her thighs for a moment before curling between them and trying to pull them apart. “Open” he demanded, still sounding a bit upset with her, his voice still a slight growl.
 
((For some sort of reason, I find this hilarious. Chloe acting like a coward is too much fun for me. xD))

At this point, Chloe was finally sure that Trent lost it. The hesitant, slow-paced Trent whom she had seen previously in the other dream-like world was nowhere to be seen. Instead, the red head in front of her seemed to be craving for more, as if his life depended on their rather intimate act. She couldn't really recognize him, the look in his eyes resembling one of a predator's. It was clear the lust had taken over his mind, but she didn't expect this even in the slightest. Was it because he thought she was dead all these years that drove him into this state? Maybe it did have some logic. If she were to have taken both worlds she lived in until now as reality, maybe this made the difference between his behavior. Not that she actually had time to ponder too much on this subject. It was hard to think straight when she had another problem right now.

Aroused or not, she still couldn't believe how much he wanted her, given that she had to keep him away from her to get some air, else he was threatening of leaving her breathless. The way he was, it almost seemed as if he took one of those drugs she was forced to take by Chris back in the other life. If she had to be honest, it sort of worried her, knowing that he wasn't the same gentle Trent she knew. Especially because, if her hunch was right, she was once again a virgin. No, she had to be a virgin. It only made sense. But that only meant it would be pretty painful if he was rough. It was probably just her worrywart side acting right now, but it was in her nature to be overthinking the details. And this was one important detail for her, because she already went through that pain once and knew what it was like to be deflowered.

Wrong idea to tempt him. It seemed as if the hand which traveled down chest a moment ago was enough to make him upset. Or at least, that's what she thought as he caught her other hand. Chloe blinked repeatedly at what he was saying, looking pretty puzzled. He was annoyed for pushing him, even though she was about to be left breathless. Clearly, she had no way of going back now. She would probably have to say something truly hurtful to make him stop, because from the looks of it, he was irritated at such a mere little thing. But then, how could she explain what was going on when he suddenly moved away from her.

It somehow disappointed her to see he was pushing himself off her, though somewhere inside her mind she was a little bit grateful if that meant he wasn't going to be that rough on her. Eyes widened, however, when she felt his hands on her thighs, the blush spreading all over her face and her neck too, knowing that she was still wet down there. Thus, she quickly sat up and hands reached for his as if to stop them. Another round of blinking as she looked him in the eyes, speechless as he demanded that she spread her legs. She hesitated. From the sound of his voice, he clearly didn't want to take a 'no' from her right now, but was she really going to let him continue like this? Maybe, just maybe, she could talk it over. "U-um... Trent? I-I think you could use a quick shower first, to cool your head... I mean, you seem pretty tense, so it would probably be a good idea..." she suggested with a little smile, already resorting to persuading him into taking a break and possibly avert his attention from her lower area. She didn't mind continuing it, but maybe a shower would really do him some good, to possibly calm down a little.
 
(lol, definitely going to have to make a 'world' with Trent just being a full on rapist or something xD)

Trent’s brow furrowed as she tried to persuade him to take a break, the idea not appealing to him in the slightest. It’d been unintentional, but he’d even let out an irritated growl in response to her comment, his eyes flashing as he stared at Chloe with a deep lust. Her suggestion wasn’t even worth considering. He’d waited way too long for this moment, and he was too far gone to calm down and collect his thoughts, though that mattered little seeing as how Trent probably would have gone ahead with it anyway. He realized that Chloe was scared, though he wasn’t sure whether she was scared of him, or the act that’d occur between them. Either way he couldn’t let her cower away and let her go now. If he were to let her back out, chances were she’d be traumatized and be reluctant to ever come this far again without a considerable amount of encouragement, and there just was no way Trent could wait that long.

“Don’t you think you’ve made me wait long enough” he mumbled nearly inaudibly, his tone neither hostile or friendly, it was a simple comment that wasn’t even really directed at Chloe, but more just something he’d let slip out of his mind. Being a male, he couldn’t possibly fathom what it was like to be deflowered, but it was something he wanted to do to her regardless. The image of Jared laying over Chloe flashed through his mind and made him just want to force her legs open and thrust himself inside her. A sense of urgency building up inside him at the thought that someone else would snatch Chloe away from him if he didn’t hurry up and mark her as his own.

“Chloe?” he asked, taking a deep breath and looking her in the eye, trying to look as serious as he could, but unable to hide the mixture of lust and longing in his eyes. “I can’t promise I’ll be gentle, but I can promise I won’t do anything to intentionally hurt you.” He promised trying to calm down the urge to just force her into doing what he wanted her to do. “Trust me…. Please” he begged quietly, tugging weakly on Chloe’s thighs again to indicate he wanted her to spread her legs voluntarily. “If you think I’m dirty I’ll gladly take a shower, but I don’t want you using that as an excuse to make me stop, I really want you Chloe, I want you more than anything else in the world, and I promise I’ll take good care of you…. Please?” he asked again, one hand trailing up her thighs and towards her pussy, stopping after a second or two as he found her upper thighs a bit moist. He’d been worried that his actions had been too forceful and self-centered, but it seemed Chloe had enjoyed what they’d done so far just as much.

Rubbing his fingers together and playing with the moisture with his fingers still embedded between her thighs, he smirked at her softly, the smile on his face accusing her of saying something completely opposite to what her body was saying.
 
((At this rate, Chloe will probably end up to be fearless, after everything she is supposedly going through. XD))

Chloe barely refrained from an audible gulp as he scowled at her, giving her a growl that probably meant how much he was displeased with her attempt to escape. Well, what did he expect? She was still a virgin after all. It was only normal (at least, for her) to be worried about her first time when her partner was this needy to the point where he was almost forcing himself on her. She couldn't say she was being raped this time, because in a way, she also wanted him to be her first, but still. There was a thin line between wanting to continue and wanting to crawl away in fear that he might be too rough on her. Again, she was probably exaggerating a little, given it was a usual habit of hers to make things look worse than they really are and be naive enough to be blind to people who wanted to do her harm.

At his comment which she barely heard at first, she averted her eyes like a child that was guilty, but pretended it wasn't her fault. However, as he called her name, she reluctantly looked at him, blushing once again as she noticed he still had the same look in his eyes. While he probably tried to be serious about it, it wasn't very convincing when he looked as if he was on the verge of tackling her down any moment. There was something about her brother which she couldn't cope with. And that was, how blunt he was at times, when he wasn't supposed to. He couldn't promise he would be gentle. Now, this was damn familiar. And then she remembered it. Those words. In the previous life he did say something like he didn't have experience with virgins. Honestly, she felt the urge to ask him if it was the case right now too. But, she figured it wasn't a good idea. Mostly because she would probably be right about it. And the fact that he just assured her he could only promise that he would not 'intentionally hurt' her didn't make her feel any better.

In spite of it, she let her guard down and slowly parted her legs, but only because he pleaded with her. Or at least, that's what she wanted to believe. What was she to do, when he was asking her this nicely to comply with him? Of course she couldn't reject him. Though, she did have a feeling that she was fooled once again. Trent did have this way of fooling her, and if she remembered correctly, when they were kids too, he would easily trick her whenever she wanted something and he would not have the money to buy it for her. Or even at that time with the pancakes. Nevertheless, before she realized it, he was already moving towards her embarrassing wet area. She bit her lip as his fingers rubbed between her thighs, and when she looked up to see his smirk, she only frowned slightly at his smugness. He still dared to show that smug smile! "W-what are you smiling so triumphantly at? You're not any better than me." she mumbled embarrassed, looking him in the eyes and then down to his crotch as if to say she did notice his arousal.

On a second thought, this reminded her of something else. Her face was now flushed at the thought that he might be... could he be the same size down there as in the other life? No, no, why the hell was she thinking of such embarrassing things? Now she did it. She couldn't look him in the eye. "Trent..? Did you ever do this with a... virgin... before?" she mumbled, the question sounding as if she asked it out of curiosity. She couldn't help it. She had to ask.
 
Trent couldn’t help being blunt when it came to dealing with his sister, at the moment there was also the fact that his mind wasn’t working to its full capacity, and that he didn’t have the ability to ease Chloe’s worries. A more social person might have been able to do better, but Trent’s life had mainly been around two types of people, people that told him what to do, and people that didn’t matter much to him at all. People like Jared were a very limited exception. Having never stood in a position of authority, he wasn’t used to speaking to people kindly as it was, and he certainly had never been in a situation where he’d have to sugar coat his words. His words while not assuring though were apparently enough to convince Chloe to at least give him a chance, the bulge between his legs seeming to pulse in anticipation as she slowly, reluctantly spread her legs for him to give him access to her moist pussy.

His smile turned into a small chuckle as she began going red in the face again, her embarrassed stuttered words seeming awfully cute, he figured it was a rhetorical question but decided to answer it anyway. “I’m not any better than you, I’m just happy to see that you enjoyed feeling me too” he smiled, referring to the kiss and sensual touches they’d shared. If it weren’t for him having other ideas he probably would have leaned over and kissed her again, perhaps he should have done so anyway to ease her nervousness, but before he could make any moves Chloe decided to ask him a question which he couldn’t exactly get the meaning of, or rather understand why she was asking something like that. At first he thought she was asking if he had any experience at all, but he’d already explained that he’d been with Charlotte, and it was naïve to think they hadn’t at least fooled around a few times if they’d been dating for a year. But then he picked up on the nervous way she looked at him and the importance of the word ‘virgin.’

“No” he told her bluntly. He’d only slept with one woman up until now, and that woman had mentioned something about being deflowered long before Trent and her even knew of each other. ”I don’t have any experience with virgin’s, but I now I have to be gentle when entering you” he stated, sounding a both embarrassed and excited at the prospect of that dream becoming a reality. “Just relax, worrying won’t do you any good, and I told you that I’m not trying to hurt you” he cooed softly, turning the corner of his lips into a small smile before placing his middle finger at the bottom of her slit, gently trailing his finger upward over the sensitive flesh before placing his forefinger on Chloe’s pussy as well, pressing his fingers into her just enough so that the tips of his fingers were inside her moist lips, rubbing against her vaginal entrance, without actually penetrating into her yet. “Plus, I intend to take my time enjoying this I’m not in any hurry” he smirked, sliding himself inbetween Chloe’s need to keep her parted.

Trent’s finger trailed down her pussy once more, reaching half way before pressing his fingers into her bit more before stretching her entrance with his two fingers in a V-shape. The pure fleshy pinkness of her pussy being exposed not only to the warm air circulating in the room, but also Trent’s gaze. The small smile still playing on his lips as he saw her hymen was intact. He didn’t show it outwardly, but he’d apparently been quite tense, worried that he’d find his sister’s hymen broken and claimed before him. It wasn’t uncommon for a girl Chloe’s age to have at least experienced something with another man, and the way she’d responded to his kisses had seemed more accustomed to the sensation than a first timer. The thought clawed at him, but he wouldn’t complain if she’d shared a few kisses. But if she wasn’t a virgin, if he wasn’t her first partner to go the whole way, he wasn’t confident he wouldn’t start demanding to know who the lucky bastard was.
 
Chloe's face didn't cease to redden as he pointed out that he was happy to know she did enjoy the earlier ministrations. It was indeed hard to avoid being aroused when she seemed to be sensitive to every little touch, and for some reason, she was sure that if it wasn't him to do this, she wouldn't be like this. She knew for one that unless it was him touching her, she would not feel this way. Needless to say that Chris and that beggar's hands creeping everywhere over her body gave her the chills, but not even the gentle Jared would be able to be half way close to Trent. It was probably meaningless to compare someone she loved with someone she didn't, but it was simply amazing how easily he could turn her on and the other way around too. It almost seemed as if the two of them were made for each other. And in a way, they probably were. Though, she doubted their mother really wished for her children to turn out to be this close. Leaving that aside, they did have many similarities, both of them being probably just as anti-social, having the same looks (except for his hair which was now dyed red), bearing the same out of ordinary feelings for each other, acting pretty similarly whenever they would be angry and many other. If they would have been the same age, they would probably make the perfect pair of twins. But, she didn't mind him the way he was. She was happy with her older brother, the one man who made her feel safe. Well, leaving aside this very moment which worried her. But this was another kind of matter.

Another blunt answer. And to her dismay the answer she expected. Chloe couldn't help but shake her head with a sigh as he even admitted he didn't have experience with virgins. He really didn't have to clearly say it. Maybe it was better if he had lied. Well, at least he knew he had to be gentle at first. "T-that's good, I guess." she mumbled, before she looked at him with an equally embarrassed expression. Of course she knew he wasn't trying to hurt her, she was aware of it, but there, she needed to be persuaded into thinking it wouldn't be that bad. And honestly, it was starting to work seeing how he didn't seem as needy as a few moments ago. Maybe... she was worried for nothing? Nevertheless, she didn't have the time to think of that as his middle finger touched her slit. At first, she was only red as a lobster from the embarrassment, but as it moved up, she soon started shivering slightly at the ticklish sensation, the warm breath escaping her parted lips in a quiet moan. She barely kept herself from squirming when his finger pressed inside a little bit, rubbing her entrance. "N-nhn... d-don't... ah..." she gasped, eyes shutting as she lowered her head to hide the blush and the expression which clearly said that she liked whatever he was doing to her.

Still, when his fingers parted her lips and simply exposed her pussy, she couldn't bear with the thought that he was looking at it. Bashful wasn't enough to describe how she felt right now, hands weakly moving to his wrist. "D-don't look!" she stuttered out, eyes averting to her side. This was far too much for the usual shy nature of the brunette, especially knowing that the 'first time' she did it with him, they were covered by the blankets. He could have probably stared at her that time too, but at least it wasn't so obvious. Now in the light of the day, with no blanket to cover her, she felt much more self-conscious. Overall, there were enough reasons for Chloe to be shyer than before. And unless he averted her attention to something else, she doubted she would be able to be relaxed. But then again, what could go wrong anyway?
 
Seeing Chloe red and in pleasure once more was quickly dissipating the calmness he’d semi-acquired after being pushed away from her. He hadn’t enjoyed that at all, and had even felt irritated with Chloe for refusing him what he wanted, and apparently it wasn’t going to be the last time she tried denying him either, as her hand reached down and grabbed his wrist, trying to stop him from spreading her wider, the pink untainted skin of her inner pussy was beautifully pure, but what really got him excited was how turned on and embarrassed Chloe looked right now. Those beautiful blue eyes of her looking up at him with a bashful look. The smirk on his face only etching itself deeper as he shook his head slightly. “And why not?” A simple question which could be answered easily, but not well.

“If you’re going to give me your heart Chloe, I want your body too, in return I’ll give you anything you want” he offered, pushing his fingers a bit further apart so that her inner labia was in plain sight now. “And I don’t know why you’re so embarrassed, it’s nearly as beautiful as you are, and while I do love seeing you all flustered and shy, I wouldn’t mind you being a bit more, wanting” he murmured, his comment reflecting clearly in the disappointed look in his eyes, he’d thought Chloe would be ready and willing to accept him, but it looked as if she was having second thoughts, and while Trent wouldn’t accept ‘no’ as an answer, he really would have preferred for her to show him the same level of affection, or lust he held for her.

Slowly bringing his fingers together and letting her pussy close again, he slowly lifted his hand into the air, Chloe’s hand still latched onto him. His hand suddenly leaned over sideways, grabbing the side of Chloe’s hand before pushing further and wrapping his hand around her wrist now. Wasting no time to pin the offending hand to the bedsheets. While his other hand reached out and grabbed Chloe other hand, repeating the action so both her hands were pinned beside her hips. She couldn’t even close her legs to him as he was sitting inbetween them, and squirming away when he was holding her hands wouldn’t do her any good.

“You do love me don’t you?” he asked quietly, licking his lips as he stared at her body. Waiting for her response before moving any further, the grabbing of his wrist was one act too many for Trent to deal with, and he figured he’d need to ‘train’ Chloe to be his if she wanted him. And even if she didn’t…. the only real difference would be how pleasant it would be for her.
 
Surely, he didn't expect a reply to his question, because she wasn't going to answer to it anyway. And he probably knew that too, because it was obvious enough why she didn't want to be watched this carefully. Besides, even the smirk on his face gave away his desire to tease her. As much as she would have loved to give him her body as well, and she would have been glad to receive anything she wanted in return, what he was doing now was far too embarrassing for her. Especially when he pushed his fingers a bit farther. "Trent!" she called his name as if to scold him for doing exactly the opposite of what she didn't want. What seemed to be a compliment didn't help her feel any bolder. She honestly would have been a bit more wanting, but unless she would be let's say, blind, or the room would be darker, she couldn't see how would she be able to tone down the shameful feeling. Knowing that he was watching her and looking all over her body made her so self-conscious that she felt like hiding away. It wasn't that she didn't want him. She really loved him and wished to be his, however, this and that were different things.

A little sigh of relief escaped her lips when his hand left her lower region, but before she knew it, she found her wrists pinned to her sides and noticed she was still unable to bring her legs together because he was between them. A rather exposing pose she was in, making her just as bashful as before. Though, it was probably a little better to know that his hand wasn't exploring her pussy that way again, revealing everything to his eyes. Not that he didn't see enough already. Blue eyes glanced up at him when he talked again, unsure of whether to say yes or lie and say no, because the sight of him licking his lips in a lewd way as he stared at her body made her want to close her legs. She mentally cursed him for doing that and arousing her even more. She only prayed that she wouldn't get wetter from that mere gesture.

"I do..." she finally mumbled an answer to his question on whether she loved him or not. But she knew this answer would be enough to give him a reason to use this confirmation against her. "B-but, seeing you look at my... um... private parts... it's... I..." she murmured, trying to find the right words so he wouldn't get the wrong idea, the blush staying there on her cheeks as if it was a natural thing. "I'm not comfortable being naked. I mean... I'm not used to being watched naked by someone else. B-besides, it's even more embarrassing when that particular someone is you and when you're staring at e-every inch of my body." she mumbled in a much lower voice this time. She wasn't even sure if he would understand what she was saying or he would just feel offended, but she figured that being silent wouldn't do any good.
 
As Chloe basically begged him to stop staring at her, Trent did the exact opposite, letting his eyes roam over her petite figure, soaking up the view with enough intensity to make even a experienced porn star self-conscious, remaining silent for a few moments as he collected his thoughts, it was a hefty price to pay, but in the end, there was nothing more valuable than claiming Chloe as his own, a hesitant sigh flowing out of him. “Fine, If that’s what you want” he frowned, looking at her with a triumphant smug smile before closing his eyes slowly. “Happy?” he asked, keeping his eyes completely closed so that Chloe wouldn’t accuse him of dishonestly peeking. If being watched was her problem, then this would suffice right? Ideally a blindfold might have been better, but there was no way Trent was going to get up and leave the advantageous position he was in right now. “I’ll use a proper blindfold next time if it bothers you so much, but you really are beautiful Chloe, while I can understand you being proud of your body, I can’t fathom why you would show it off…. To me” he added, shaking the surge of hostility that exploded inside him when he imagined Chloe stripping off for someone else. His own words calmed him down immediately, along with the mental assurance that he’d never let that happen, but he couldn’t imagine anyone else being with Chloe, or rather he simply didn’t want to.

His hands slowly slid downward on either side, relaxing his grip on Chloe’s wrist, but travelling down and entangling themselves between her fingers, it had the same effect, but this felt a lot more intimate, and the hold on her was much more secure, her arms could flail around if she resisted, but there wasn’t a shred of doubt that Trent would win if it came down to who was stronger. Squeezing her hand, he knew Chloe would most likely object to what he was about to do, especially since she was objecting everything he did to her thus far, he wouldn’t be stopped this time.Shuffling his legs beneath him, he let them slide down the bed, his head slowly declining downwards as he stretched his legs out completely and hanging over the edge of the bed.

His tongue once again ran over his lips, the scent of her arousal quite clear now as he head loomed right over her pussy, his intentions clearer than ever, if Chloe wouldn’t let him play with her slit, he’d just have to skip that part and taste her instead. Ignoring any protest or complaints that might be given, he moved his lips over her slit, sucking lightly at first on her wet pussy before slowly, carefully pushing his tongue forward and spreading her much the same way his fingers had, his eyes were still tightly closed, and he had to go by memory, but he could see Chloe clearly in his minds eyes. It wasn’t absolute though, and as his tongue slid up and down her warm fleshy inner lips, his front teeth pressed up a bit against her sensitive clit.
 
It seemed like her words were in vain as he, instead of stopping the stare, only looked all over her body, as if he was taking in every little detail. Something which, of course, made Chloe want to dig a hole and hide in it. She could bet that not even the fashion models would be stared at so intently. And maybe she wouldn't have been so embarrassed if she knew she was some sort of rare beauty, but she knew she was no model, and neither did she have an exceptional body. In fact, she would call herself pretty much average, given her short stature, her breasts which probably couldn't compete with Charlotte's, and her overall body which had yet to develop into a real woman's. But most of all, she was probably more worried that she would be compared with Charlotte and that wasn't such an assuring thought, given the facts she already knew about her. Thankfully, he soon complied with her wishes and closed his eyes, in spite of the fact that he already seen whatever there was to see. Nevertheless, at least he did take her words into account, so for that she had to be grateful. "Yes." she mumbled as an answer figuring that if she nodded he would not see her anyway, though, she did take a closer look to make sure he kept his eyes closed.

Her? Proud of her body? Well, she wished she could say, but she was rather more surprised at what stupid things he was saying. Was his mind too clouded from the lust that he couldn't understand such thing? She just confessed some moments ago and he couldn't understand why she would show her body. While in a way, she didn't actually expose her body completely on her own will, but because of his so called encouragement, she only did it because only him would be allowed to see her like this. Just like he said, she loved him, and for that she was willing to go farther than a mere kiss. Better said, she did desire him just as much as he did. Only, she showed it in her own shyer way, and the nervousness of losing her virginity (a second time) made it a little difficult for her to be totally open to him. "Of course I would show my body only to you. It's not like I'm some exhibitionist. I would only show my body to the one I l-love." she admitted, at this point more than happy to know that he couldn't see her flushed faced.

Just as she thought that he was going to let go of her wrists, Chloe then noticed his fingers entangling with hers. It honestly reminded her of that night. It was a sort of special feeling to hold hands, for some reason, as if they could be one just by having their hands connected. Then again, this probably had some other purposes too, and as soon as he squeezed her hand, she actually observed he was shifting. And yes, she knew exactly what he was going to do, and because she knew, she tried to move her hands in spite of his owns clutching hers, in such way to keep his face away from her lower area. But, as soon as his lips found her slit, she started to give up on her protests, hands slowly retreating. She gasped softly at the feeling of his tongue pushing inside, her body curling forward eyebrows furrowing at the pleasure, lips parted to let out the warm breath over his head. "Ah... Tre-mhm!" she barely managed to moan his name, eyes glancing down at the red head who worked on her pussy. Her breath hitched every now and then with each slide of his tongue along her inner lips, squeezing his hands all of a sudden when his teeth touched her much too sensitive clit.
 
Feeling her body tense with pleasure at his actions was enough to make the redhead smile into her pussy. His senses only heightened by the lack of sight, he could feel every little twitch of her body, the blood flowing under her soft skin, and the heat and wetness of her drooling sex which tasted exquisite. He was probably drunk with lust right now, but he couldn’t think of anything sweeter than the elixir of his sister, the clear slightly sticky fluid being lapped up without hesitation by his slickened tongue. The best part of all this though was that there seemed to be an endless supply of sexual juices, the more he thrashed his tongue around inside her slit, the more she offered him. The intoxication of the moment making him shudder with pleasure, moaning into her pussy as he pushed his neck forward, burying his face deeper into her. His animalistic side was taking over again, and his inability to see Chloe only made him crave her that much more. Pressing his lips against her soft fleshy vagina he began sucking on the flesh hungrily, taking the fleshy walls between his lips and sucking lightly on them, still managing to be mindful enough not to be too rough and harm her. Though it was more his uncertainty than his ability to control himself. He’d never done this for Charlotte, or obviously any other woman, and the only thing he had to go by was Chloe’s moaning. The calling of his name only making him that much enthusiastic. He never thought a day would come when he’d willing to please a woman with his mouth, but then again he never thought he’d see Chloe again either. So being able to be with her opened up a whole new world of possibilities.

His tongue slid around curiously up and down her warm sex, he wouldn’t be satisfied until he collected every bit of her juices, and covered her pussy with his own saliva. He didn’t even realize how the tip of his nose was not only wet with her juices, but also rubbing continuously against the bud of her clit. Poking it curiously with each movement of his head as he continued to explore, he’d do anything to see Chloe in pleasure right now, but he’d promised her he’d keep his eyes closed, and he had no intentions of breaking that promise until he was given permission, it was almost sexier this way anyway, and his imagination was allowed to run wild. …. Though, that didn’t mean he was completely forgiving of Chloe’s demands either. His lips pulling away slightly in a smirk as he wondered how Chloe would react to the change in pace. He gave her a moment or two to catch her breath, before pressing his lips against her pussy again, this time sucking much more tactfully, intentionally making wet, slick, slurping noises, as he played with the moisture he’d gathered in his mouth. It was fun pressing into Chloe and all, but sucking her flesh towards him, tugging on it with the suction of his lips before letting it snap back into place was just as exhilarating. Furthermore the sounds he was making filled the silent room, the sound seeming to echo throughout the entire building. Trent wouldn’t let her push him away this time though, no matter how much she pleaded with him, this was her punishment for pushing his hands away, and the thought that Chloe belonged to him to punish made him squeeze her hands tightly, she could probably kick him away if she really tried, but if she did try to get away he’d only bury himself deeper into her pussy.
 
Chloe felt like she was losing her mind over the lust and the need building up inside of her. She couldn't help but shudder and lower her head due to what he was doing down there, every breath she took ending up in a moan that signaled she was indeed more than just pleased. If she had to be honest, she didn't even care whether this was embarrassing or not at this point. In fact, that was all it took to push aside her meaningless thoughts and worries, replaced now by desire. The brunette only flinched at his moans, somewhat surprised that he was enjoying this even though she was the one being pleased, while he was seemingly neglected. Nevertheless, his groans were more than welcomed given that they added to her arousal, and in spite of how somewhere in her mind she found this shameful, she would have actually thanked him as weird as it sounded, for whatever he was doing to her. Toes curled at his lips sucking on her sensitive flesh, her head now hanging down to the point where her long hair fell over her shoulder and its ends tickled both of his cheeks, just like a curtain covering them. With her eyes half closed and threatening to end up just like Trent, she was on the verge of begging for more, if only she didn't feel so weak. She practically couldn't talk between the heavy sighs, figuring that if she dared to talk she would somehow not be able to achieve the peak of ecstasy. And hell, it was pretty hard not to feel her climax near when his tongue was everywhere and the tip of his nose was rubbing one of the most sensitive spots, causing her to writhe and frown, suddenly having second thoughts about reaching an orgasm so soon or not. Not that she had any control over what was going down there.

And then, just as she was about to feel it, the long awaited moment, he pulled away, leaving her disappointed and almost angry with how he dared to tease her this way. Still, the break was good after all, to catch her breath, calming down a little. But just a little, because before she could even take a fourth breath, his lips were at it again, this time noticing that he was purposely sucking on her pussy in such a way that the wet noises resulted almost echoed into the room. "Trent... hahh... if... d-damn it..." she cursed under her breath, squeezing his hands just as hard as he did, eyes opening to look down at the red head between her thighs. The sight was indeed arousing enough to leave her totally breathless. "...I'm going to... ahh... please... let me... this time... ohh..." she breathed, obviously pleading that this time he would let her come instead of depriving her of the pleasure she sought.
 
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